Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"The power is so great."

On the sidelines, Inoue's eyes were solemn.

Regarding the ball just now, even the referee could not judge the situation for the time being.

The smoke and dust has not yet dissipated. The players on the American team looked at Ajutsu with a look of horror. If they were on the court, then maybe...

There was a shudder in their hearts, and now they only hoped that nothing happened to Edgar.

Reinhardt stood upright on the sidelines, his eyes as sharp as a falcon.

His gaze penetrated the court, and his gaze kept falling on the figure with the slightly undulating breath.

"Hopkins you go to see the situation, we abstained in this game."

"no problem."

Hopkins nodded quickly, and he didn't want their American team members to be injured in this place.

Although they persuaded the U14 coach before, these little guys have not really been promoted to the U17 training camp after all.

Especially Edgar Ken, he is also a very good seed.

With the whirling breeze, the smoke and dust on the court gradually dissipated.

Everyone who saw the status quo of the stadium could not help taking a breath.

At this time, Edgar was in the half.

A cobweb-like pit with a diameter of about one meter appeared behind him.

Edgar was leaning to one side, his back was covered with some fine gravel and dust, and his brilliant short blond hair was also dyed with a gray haze.

"Edgar, are you okay?"

Hopkins first communicated with the referee, and then quickly walked into the court.

"Ahem..." Edgar gritted his teeth, holding up his body a little hard, "It's okay, I'm fine."

But that being said, a trace of fear flashed deep in his eyes.

The kid on the opposite side unexpectedly touched that realm one step earlier than him.

"Referee, we abstained in this game!"

Hopkins scanned Edgar's physical condition very accurately, then turned his head and said to the referee in the high chair.

In addition to a severe blow to his confidence, Edgar had many scratches all over his body. Although it is the last round, if the game continues, no one can guarantee that something will happen again.

In response, Edgar opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, his eyes lowered slightly dimly.

The referee glanced at both sides of the court from a height, and the court was already devastated.

"The singles three match ended. Because the West Blue shore team of the United States abstained, the Neon Kanto team Akutsuren won."

"Wow!!"

When the referee's voice fell, fierce cheers and applause sounded outside the court.

This game is exciting enough, enough to make people excited.

On the sidelines, a confident smile appeared on Tsuki's face: "The next game is up to you, Sanada. Don't lose face in such a place."

"Oh, worry about yourself."

Sanada pulled the brim of his hat, turned and walked towards the sidelines.

The bickering between the two did not attract much attention. In other words, everyone on the Neon team has become accustomed to the way they get along.

"It's really interesting. Let them try doubles next time." A smile flashed in Irue's eyes, "But... you surprised me today!"

Irie Kata turned his head and said to Akuzu who had already left the field.

His body was startled, Ajujin was silent for a moment and said, "Hmph, those guys have never been my target!"

His will is very firm, Iriezaduo seems to be able to see the tall figure in his eyes.

His eyes flashed slightly.

Then Iriezaduo regained his smiling face. He lowered his voice and said, "After that, you can go to that place too. I believe there, you will become stronger!"

"Is he too?"

"you guess?"

Iriezao made a slight tick at the corner of his mouth, "You'll know when you come."

There was an interesting look in his eyes, and it was not an interesting thing to be able to see such a combination of chasing and being chased.

"Hey, boring."

Ajiuzin took the towel and draped it around his neck, and walked to the backcourt seat with his head upright. He was not in the mood to pay attention to the evil taste of Irie.

On the field.

After getting the match point, the morale of the Neon team skyrocketed.

Especially when the singles No. 2 was played by Shinichiro Sanada, the faces of Lihai public all showed a happy look.

"Vice Minister Sanada, come on!"

Little kelp lay on the edge of the fence in the front row, waving one hand and placing a hand on his mouth like a horn, shouting loudly.

Seeing such a wonderful performance by Ajujin in the last game, he naturally hoped that their deputy minister would not be let down.

Sanada didn't respond too enthusiastically, just raised his eyes and glanced at them, then calmly pulled down his hat and walked onto the court.

"Next to the fourth round of the game, there will be the Neon Kanto representative team's Sanada Genichiro, against the United States West Blue shore representative team Jon Test."

"Please play on both sides!"

After 20 minutes of repairs, the stadium was put back into use.

The American team played a tall and thin man with a slender face.

However.

His strength is far inferior to Edgar who played three singles before.

After only forty minutes.

"Moving like thunder!"

Sanada, who exuded an inscrutable atmosphere, flashed on the court at high speed.

Bang! !

In an instant, a fierce blue and white electric light crackled across the court.

"here we go again……"

Jon only felt his eyes pierce slightly, and just about to lift his arm, he found that his arm was shaking uncontrollably.

Boom!

The ground trembled slightly, the tennis ball popped high off the court, and the racket in his palm also slipped quietly onto the ground.

"It's over." Jon closed his eyes and covered his wrist in pain, "Why are these neon students so strong?"

Even with the foreshadowing of the first two games, his heart is still very confused and confused.

His high-speed volleys are completely useless against the opponent.

"The singles No. 2 match ended and the Neon Kanto team Sanada Genichiro won the game with 6 to 2."

"Great, we won again!"

"Good job, Vice Minister Sanada!"

Outside the venue, the cheers of the audience continued.

Many people never thought at the beginning that their Neon team could beat the American team in this exchange match.

Although it was only an exchange between middle schools, the other party was also among the top 5 countries in the World Cup after all.

But if you win, it's worth their cheers!

"Well done?" Looking at Sanada, who had been waiting for a long time since the end of the field, neither laughed out aloud: "But then, my uncle will solve the game faster than you."

Sanada glanced at the other side diagonally, indicating that he did not want to speak.

"Why, are you shocked?" Trace Department didn't feel embarrassed at all, but smiled happily: "I will let this stadium immerse in this uncle's wonderful skills."

Stretching his hands forward, Trace's face is extremely confident.

"It's over, he started again."

Shiobe Liang held his forehead helplessly.

"Well, well, don't care too much..." Xiang Riyue smiled awkwardly, "It should be the atmosphere of the game that made him excited too."

"Although we are sure to win the game, I want to use the character of the head of the department. He definitely wants to end the game in a more gorgeous way."

Feng Chang Taro also smiled naively.

Beside him, Hua Di said expressionlessly: "Trace, that's right."

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